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>>> Carrol Cox 02/18/13 3:14 PM >>> 
The lines are hardly worthy of including even in _The Stuffed Owl_ (an 
anthology of bad verse). It reminds one of The Sweet Singer of Michigan. Bad 
lines from Dryden or Wordsworth at least show a distant acquaintance with 
the cadences of English. 

Carrol 

> -----Original Message----- 
> From: T. S. Eliot Discussion forum. [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On 
> Behalf Of Nancy Gish 
> Sent: Monday, February 18, 2013 1:47 PM 
> To: [log in to unmask] 
> Subject: Re: 'Departure and Arrival' by TS Eliot ??? 
> 
> This is what is on www.blurtit., whoever or whatever that is. It is 
difficult to 
> imagine anything less accurate or more cliched and silly. No one is listed 
as 
> having established the authorship or having checked that it is only the 
first 
> stanza and then what Ken calls "stripling graduation poem." It is 
extremely 
> unhelpful to spread this stuff unless one can establish that Eliot 
actually 
> wrote all the rest of that extremely adolescent poem and can show where it 
> appears in any of his writing. 
> 
> This is why just assuming anything on the web is information, let alone 
> understanding, can be accepted. 
> 
> Can anyone find the rest? One can only hope not. 
> Nancy 
> 
> 
> "Departure and Arrival" is one of the Eliot's early poems. It is a 
combination 
> of idealism and optimism. It inspires us to accept the most difficult 
challenges 
> of life. Eliot urges us to set high goals before us and then strive 
fearlessly to 
> achieve them. We must plan to reach our destination. Departure is a must 
> for a final arrival. The struggle to make this world a better place 
according to 
> our vision is a self-rewarding virtue. To work for the welfare of others 
is a 
> noble but difficult mission. 
> 
> 
> >>> Chokh Raj 02/18/13 9:36 AM >>> 
> 
> You'll kindly excuse me but I must share this link as well: 
> 
> 
> http://www.blurtit.com/q979418.html 
> 
> 
> 
> CR 
> 
> ________________________________ 
> 
> Chokh Raj : 
> 
> 
> BTW, 
> 
> Here're some poetic pages on DEPARTURES that set out with the 
> opening stanza of the poem ascribed to Eliot. 
> 
> http://www.gilesswayne.com/images/home/departures-booklet.pdf 
> 
> CR 
> 
> 
> ________________________________ 
> 
> Chokh Raj wrote Mon, Feb 18, 2013 1:50:17 PM: 
> 
> 
> Here's a poem said to be written by Eliot titled 'Departure and Arrival'. 
> I'm copying it out from the following link: 
> http://www.paklinks.com/gs/images-central/66393-for-all-my-friends-out- 
> there.html 
> 
> There are other links at Google that mention this poem but don't provide 
the 
> text. 
> Could someone guide me to an authentic source where I could find this 
> poem? 
> 
> Departure and Arrival 
> T.S. Eliot 
> 
> Standing upon the shores of all we know 
> We linger for a moment doubtfully, 
> Then with a song upon our lips, sail we 
> Across the harbor bar -- no chart to show 
> No light to warn of rocks which lie below, 
> But let us put forth courageously. 
> 
> Although the path be tortuous and slow, 
> Although it bristles with a thousand fears, 
> To hopeful eye of youth it still appears 
> A lane by which the rose and hawthorn grow 
> We hope it may be, would that we might know 
> Would we might look into the future years. 
> 
> Great duties call--the twentieth century 
> More grandly dowered than those which came before, 
> Summons -- who knows what time may hold in store, 
> Or what great deed the distant years may see, 
> What conquest over pain and misery, 
> What heroes greater than were ever of yore. 
> 
> But if this century is to be more great 
> Than those before, her sons must make her so 
> And we are of her sons, and we must go 
> With eager hearts to help mould well her fate, 
> And see that she shall gain such proud estate 
> And shall on future centuries bestow. 
> 
> A legacy of benefits -- may we 
> In future years be found with those who try 
> To labour for the good until they die, 
> And ask no other question than to know 
> That they have helped the cause of victory, 
> That with their aid the flag is raised so high. 
> 
> Sometime in distant years when we are grown 
> Gray-haired and old, whatever be our lot, 
> We shall desire to see again the spot 
> Which, whatever we have been or done 
> Or to what distant lands we may have gone, 
> Through all the years will never have been forgot. 
> 
> ----- 
> 
> CR 
>